A Kick in the Pants

That's what I need sometimes. It is SO easy to find excuses not to workout, especially with a young child to take care of. Since the new year I had been working out steadily, keeping up with my routine. Using the Wii (I had to edit that- or else you'd think I was doing some funky World War 2 workout) fit to keep track of my progress was handy, and for a compulsive note writer it was nice having the machine chart everything out for me. And to keep track of what days I had exercised. And those I had skipped.

Then it happened. Life took over. The daily routine. Being able to fit into most of my pre-pregnancy clothes. And the greatest excuse (I've been using this one for years!!) - menstrual cramps. So I thought I would take a few days off.

Well, according to the calendar on the Wii I had skipped out on my routine for about a month. No longer can I do 30 lunges in a row. I'm starting from scratch again.

I think part of my slacking problem was setting my goals too high. I feel great after working out. So my routines got longer and longer. Then my little guy got older and the naps get short and less frequent. My routine flew out the window and I didn't even notice.

Then I realized that the workout was helping me take care of the baby. My back and arms didn't hurt that much when I had a steady routine. My moods are so much better with the exercise (just ask my poor suffering hubby :) ) And I'm not so tired after work.

So the new plan is to just stick to a 20 minute workout during the little man's morning nap. The cardio will have to come from work and play.

Day One

As I lay awake this morning at 4am, while hubby fed little D (Yes he's back on 4am feedings. The holidays have thrown us all off.) I contemplated whether to exercise or not. I still have this cold that got worse at the four day mark. Then I thought that I could not start my fitness goal with a lousy excuse.

Once Hubby woke up this morning he and little D hung out while I ventured to the basement to work out for a whole hour. I used an old Kathy Smith work out tape - Instant Workout. It's broken down into three 20 minute sessions - toning, cardio and stretching. I figured if my breathing got too bad I would at least have 20 minutes done. I managed to do the whole hour. big pat on the back for me. Now to keep with it!

I am going to give myself a break on work days. I clean houses. That is a work out in itself. If I can squeeze in a bit of cardio when I get home then I will be doing really well. I can't promise myself anything though. I do have a baby and a Hubby (who's idea of cooking dinner is making Kraft dinner or ordering pizza).

For today I will just say to myself - a job well done. I feel good :)

You Say you Want A Resolution? Well you know…

In years past I have tried to make resolutions. Then for a few years I claimed how silly resolutions are. They never work. I was still smoking years after making resolutions to quit. That was always my resolution when I did make one.

The trick for me was to try to get pregnant. A healthy baby was a great motivator to quit smoking for me. And you know what? Maybe this is a coincidence or I have stumbled upon a great fertility secret but as soon as I was down to that silly half cigarette a day I became pregnant after working on it for nine months. What a chore!! ;) I dropped that last half a day like a hot potato.

Now that I don’t smoke anymore (though sadly the urge strikes once in awhile) and my baby is almost 3 months old (where does the time go?) and I still cannot fit into my pre-pregnancy jeans my New Years resolution is to fit into these said jeans. I have about 15 pairs. All really nice. It would be a shame to not wear them again.

I decided to start this plan just before Christmas. Which was a big mistake. Too much food around. And Baba sure knows how to bake them cakes! And for some reason since I was pregnant I no longer have control around sweets. I used to be able to pass on dessert, now it almost seems essential!

When I was way younger and wanted to lose some weight all I had to do was think about it and presto five pounds gone.

The last time I lost this goaled amount of weight I hadn’t planned on it or tried at all. I was suffering severe anxiety over dumping Mr. Rock and Meeting Mr. Right. I was also chain smoking. With my stomach clenched from my anxiousness I couldn’t eat very much. I think it took a week or two and I lost ten pounds. I DO NOT RECOMMEND THIS METHOD. Very unhealthy. And it would likely come back to bite you or me in the ass.

So since I do not plan to start smoking again I need a new plan which I am trying to figure out. I’ve been trying to work out with Wii fit plus, but I don’t feel it pushes me enough. On to plan B (which hasn’t yet been planned) for the fitness routine and some self control and careful menu planning. And resisting Hubby’s requests to visit Burger King! I must resist the Whopper. I cannot live with just three pairs of pants! And I refuse to buy more at this size damn it!!!